South of the Azurecloud Sacred Tree, within a dense forest of leaves, a group of women roamed freely.
They were like fairies, picking fruit, playing about, their laughter clear and bright. They seemed to have returned to their carefree youth.
"Strawberry, Strawberry, where are you? I brought you a flower—come out!"
The orange-haired Heroine Yan darted through the leaf forest, holding a multicolored flower in her hand.
"Over here."
Long Wanying's voice came from afar.
Heroine Yan's eyes flashed as she swept behind her, tucked the little flower onto Long Wanying's hairpin, then clapped her hands in satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad. Still as beautiful as a flower, enough to make everyone else green with envy. Worthy of your Lord Orange!"
She gave Long Wanying's shoulder a heavy slap, only to find her holding a communication stone, staring at it in a daze with her brows tightly furrowed.
A trace of chill slowly climbed into her expression, and her eyes gained a measure of resentment.
"What is it?"
Heroine Yan's smile vanished.
"Tianming sent me a communication stone. Look."
Long Wanying handed it to her.
Heroine Yan glanced at it, and fury instantly shot to the heavens. She cursed, "That beast Li Wushuang came too? Has she finally decided to come and die? I've wanted to skin her alive for ages!"
"Stop bragging. Our Xuanyuan Dragon Sect has already been targeted by them, and we can barely protect ourselves. She's the Sovereign's younger sister—who would dare kill her now? The Myriad Sects of the Sun stopped being a solid block long ago, yet we only realized it after the fact." Long Wanying lowered her head in thought.
"I just don't know what the heck the Heavenly Palace is doing. They're being bullied right over their heads and still acting like